I'm not a patient person. There are things that annoy me, for example, Robert's tendency to download the entire Doors back-catalogue on to my computer and then make me listen to it. Or wasting 6 hours in a lab making bacterial growth cultures only to do all the measurements and discover that the spectro isn't working, and no, there isn't another one somewhere in the building that we can use. Or perhaps getting my locked bike stolen over Easter by a thieving Swede. Forgetting to buy eggs when I go grocery shopping. Accidentally putting a red sock in a white load of washing. Always putting my wet washing in the broken dryer (they all look the same, ok) and coming back an hour later to still-wet clothes. Really, I could continue all day.

But tonight I understand what annoying really means. The tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap of the person in the room upstairs, I assume, trying to put furniture together. Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap. It cannot be taking this person 2 hours to assemble something, and how can a person with a university level education not know that you're supposed to hit the NAIL, not the FLOOR with the hammer? There's a reason IKEA invented the Allen Key!!

I swear to god, I'm about to go up there with a hammer myself.